Sunday, January 06, 2008

Illusion of the Beginning...

Noticed how in cinema, a dialect or a contrivance can be asserted early on then eased up on? In the hyper-cute Juno, for example, the film begins with scene after scene of fast, smarmy kid-lingo. It's almost unbearable. Then the film gives way to normal human-speak as the story takes over and leaves the stylistic flourishes behind. It's a seamless transition. The brain is distractible. Film is magic. The world is lead astray from the beginning. F is for Fake.


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